Love Is Blind Poem by david lessard

The sun, was aflame,
on their shoulders,
They felt it not...
The burning disc,
engulfed their bodies,
They were unaware...
Suddenly,
the huge, golden blob
was swallowed up by the sea
behind them -
They did not notice...
They were too
wrapped up in themselves...
Instead of being blinded
by the sun,
they were blinded by their first love,
blinded by hearts,
so intertwined,
and emotions,
so little understood,
they could see nothing,
but each other.
And so, they wandered on,
unfearful and ignorant of the
world around them -
Content in themselves,
their love,
and their bliss.
The blind,
leading the blind.